Kapitel 48: Chapter 48: Sukuna Unleashed
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In just ten seconds, Nobara Kugisaki's unleashed potential exploded. With nothing but her fists, she crushed the cursed spirits on the ground into oblivion.
Tears, mixed with the cursed spirits' blood, dripped onto the earth.
"Nobara!" Fushiguro Megumi summoned a toad, which immediately swallowed the stumbling Nobara into its mouth for protection.
"White... White Zetsu's body..." Nobara curled up in the toad's stomach, her voice low and filled with sorrow.
"Yeah, I know." Fushiguro formed hand seals again, and a massive snake burst from the shadows, wrapping White Zetsu's broken corpse in its tail.
There was no time for mourning or wondering why White Zetsu's body hadn't dissipated. Fushiguro, standing atop the snake's head, sprinted towards the exit of the juvenile detention center.
He had to escape the confines of this incomplete domain. Only then could he alert Itadori to release Sukuna.
Every second now was tied to the survival of another comrade.
...
Boom!
Steel-reinforced concrete, once sturdy, now crumbled like fragile foam.
On the third-floor balcony, a massive hole had been torn open, and Itadori's body tumbled down like a broken ragdoll.
The sound of his bones cracking echoed in his ears, accompanied by the cursed spirit's mocking laughter.
Itadori coughed up blood as his consciousness began to fade, his eyes rolling back.
Regret over swallowing Sukuna's finger.
Fear of dying a meaningless death.
And finally... disgust with his own weakness.
Lying on the pile of rubble, Itadori desperately used his wrist to cover his face, wiping away the tears that streamed down.
...
At the rooftop of the detention center.
A tear ripped silently through the top of the Special Grade cursed spirit's incomplete domain.
Outside, Ijichi, who had been waiting, didn't feel any cursed energy feedback indicating the domain had been breached.
"Oh dear~"
"That little girl must have been awestruck by Master Zetsu's heroics!"
The dead sorcerer lying on the rooftop stood up in a bizarre manner.
His golden ponytail and grim face gradually shifted, transforming into White Zetsu's familiar features.
Touching the six purple marks beneath his eye, White Zetsu grinned wickedly.
"So, the sealing technique imprinted on this body couldn't hide it, huh..."
Standing nearby, Mirai spoke softly, "It doesn't matter. No one at Jujutsu High will recognize Haruta's sealing marks."
White Zetsu yanked a caterpillar-like creature from the void beside Mirai, grumbling, "Damn those old geezers at Jujutsu High! It's one thing to target the pink gorilla, but now they want to get rid of me too?"
Mirai, dangling one leg off the edge of the roof, his crimson gaze piercing through layers of obstructions, focused straight on Itadori, lying in the underground reservoir.
"The conservative faction within the higher-ups is backed by the Kamo clan."
"Their actions against you and Itadori are merely tests of my and Gojo Satoru's boundaries."
"Just a bunch of clowns."
"Let's wait a bit longer. Now's not the time to settle the score."
White Zetsu walked over to Mirai, a sneer on his face. "Using foolish actions to prove their so-called supremacy in the Jujutsu world."
"Provoking you and Gojo, all to protect their laughable sense of pride."
White Zetsu stretched out his freshly rejuvenated body, his eyes full of mockery. "As one of the Three Great Families..."
"Just because their clan hasn't produced any outstanding sorcerers, they can't stand to see Gojo and the Zen'in clan thriving."
"Humans are truly ridiculous."
Mirai's expression remained indifferent. "The malice of human nature doesn't need to be taught—it's instinctual, born within."
"Whether human or cursed spirit, what drives them is the same endless greed."
"Even if I have no interest in power, those old fools will always fear someone rising above them."
White Zetsu glanced at Mirai, his voice laced with murderous intent. "Still, to think they dared to scheme against Master Zetsu..."
"When the time is right, let me deal with those old bastards myself!"
Mirai nodded silently in agreement.
From the moment he received the higher-ups' message, he had predicted the situation and prepared accordingly.
The truth behind White Zetsu's origins...
Gojo Satoru and Yaga had concealed the truth from the higher-ups, which didn't surprise him.
If those old men ever found out that corpses could be turned into obedient cursed spirits...
The damage they could cause would be far worse than any curse.
As for whether White Zetsu could handle those old fools on his own, Mirai had no doubts.
"Well then, I'll be off~"
"I can't wait to check on how my little girl is doing~"
In an instant, White Zetsu's expression shifted from one of intense murderous intent to his usual harmless, cocky demeanor—a transformation worthy of an Oscar.
Is the little girl crying over my body?
Thinking of this, White Zetsu couldn't contain his excitement.
Pulling out a pair of new sunglasses from the caterpillar's mouth, he leapt off the rooftop.
As White Zetsu disappeared into the distance, Mirai activated his Kamui ability, sinking silently into the ground.
...
Cursed energy enveloped Itadori's fist, condensing and compressing with each punch.
Flashes of the battle between Gojo Satoru and Jogo, and the cursed energy lessons White Zetsu had taught in class, flickered through Itadori's mind.
With renewed calm, Itadori's fist glowed with a layer of deep red cursed energy!
He stepped forward, gritting his teeth as he threw a powerful punch!
Boom!
"Hee, hee!"
The white cursed spirit shook its head, mocking Itadori with its incessant, derisive laughter.
Itadori's full-force punch was effortlessly caught in the cursed spirit's hand, unable to budge.
"Damn it!!"
Itadori cursed, his mind racing, trying to figure out how to buy more time.
"Awoooo—!"
A familiar growl echoed from the distance!
That call... Fushiguro's signal!
On the verge of passing out, Itadori immediately released his hold on Sukuna within.
"Tsk!"
"That brat really thinks so little of me now, huh?"
In the blink of an eye, Itadori's body remained the same—only a few black markings appeared on his face, and his gaze changed.
But compared to his previous battered state, the difference was like night and day.
Sukuna, now controlling Itadori's body, casually patted the Special Grade cursed spirit on the shoulder.
"Hold on, let me think for a bit," he said lazily.
Just one look, and the white cursed spirit recoiled in terror, retreating two steps.
Sukuna stroked his chin, pretending to think, while his cursed energy spread out instinctively.
"Who's there?"
Sukuna glanced upwards, a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"Itadori, are you alright?" Mirai gently descended from the sky, his face showing a hint of concern.
The Special Grade cursed spirit, trapped between Sukuna and Mirai, looked around frantically as if a little girl caught between two towering giants, trembling in fear.
"Hmph."
Sukuna sneered. "That fake concern of yours—only these kids fall for it."
Finally getting a chance to stretch his legs, it seemed like his fun was cut short again.
With his hands shoved in his pockets, Sukuna's face soured. "Brat, take over again."
One second, two seconds...
Silence.
Sukuna's expression darkened. "Don't piss me off. If you're coming out, do it already!"
More silence.
"Well, well!" Sukuna's lips curled into a vicious grin. "Looks like that brat's passed out, huh?"
Mirai's concerned face turned calm instantly. "Unconscious, huh..."
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"Oh, it's perfect."
Sukuna's malevolent grin widened as his cursed energy surged violently!
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